Tell us of angels on high, tell us of clouds I can feel under my feetTell us of vast golden fields and heavenly wonders that go beyond what I can seeTell us of triumphant music, the brass sounding trumpets, tell of the welcoming choirTell us of majestic men, mighty in valor riding on chariots of fire

Oh tell us we're going home, tell us that heavenly story and ohTell of that homecoming glory it's my favorite story by far'Cause it tells us who we are and it says where we're goingOh tell us we're going home, tell us that heavenly story and ohTell of that homecoming glory it's my favorite story by far

Tell of the last liberation, the end of the suffer beginning of good things to comeTell of the sweet celebration, the debut, excitement of knowing that your work is doneTell of that moment in time when time is no longer and life will be forever livedTell of the fresh falling rain soaking the hearts of which to you we freely give

Oh tell us we're going home, tell us that heavenly story and ohTell of that homecoming glory it's my favorite story by farBecause it tells us who we are I wanna be in that numberOh tell us we're going home, tell us that heavenly story and ohTell of that homecoming glory it's my favorite story by far

How wonderful you are to me (How wonderful you are to me)How wonderful that day will be (How wonderful that day will be)How wonderful you are to me (How wonderful you are to me)How wonderful that day will be (How wonderful you are to me)

Tell of the last declaration, the ringing of freedom, the promise of sorrow no moreTell of the first close encounter with you our father the lone one whom we all adore

Oh tell us we're going home, tell us that heavenly story and ohTell of that homecoming glory it's my favorite story by farBecause it tells us who we are I and it says where we're going andOh tell us we're going home, tell us that heavenly story and ohTell of that homecoming glory it's my favorite story by far

Oh tell us that storyOh tell us that storyOh tell us that storyOh tell us